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  • "Holy cow, this was awesome! : ) I loved the lines "meeting God In the same bar, that your father hid from your mother on the hardest days...", just one of many great lines in this short piece. "No one ever wasted roses on a hooker"... : ) That conversation is a great way to end this piece. Fantastic! Ciao, T/S "
    Posted by TropicalSnowstorm on "Discounted hookers [inflated ego * depressed economy]" by Dejected_Worth
  • "Trying to hide a much blacker meaning in a...how shall i say it...utmost colourful, red-pink venue, scented with booze and love (but who am i to say such a thing, i cant even smell in the first place ahah..) it is a bittersweet concept, of a lusty, but much more abyssal meaning. A light, but also dark read to me which i -did- enjoy. "
    Posted by Unknown on "12:37 Brandy [spills all over me]" by Dejected_Worth
  • ""I hope these vodka covered kisses keep coming" She doesn't taste as sweet as I'd remembered But who am I to say [she's different] This .isn't. a "feel good" kind of movie it's the next to last page in the journal of a faded beauty... But Brandy never ages as well as whiskey. And I'm just a line of bathroom stall graffiti, Not the artist she's remembering But there's no need to question raw intensity And this time she won't hate me in the morning. Brandy spills, flowing through my eager fingers ..I hope these vodka covered kisses keep coming.."
    Posted by heroineyes on "12:37 Brandy [spills all over me]" by Dejected_Worth
  • "She melted in my lap, like .fermented. fruit [It was Junior Prom all over again] Long before the "morning after" pill When cheap motel rooms were first-time venues And abortion was a word "good girls" didn't use Back when Brandy was pretty, and smelt like poetry. Back before I had more to offer then balled up 20's And reminding her of [the first time] she said she loved me"
    Posted by heroineyes on "12:37 Brandy [spills all over me]" by Dejected_Worth
  • ""I hope these vodka covered kisses keep coming" Her words ringing [in and out of context] The metronome clicking to .broken. heart(beats) She was always .more or less. A graceful dancer But the body glitter barely does her Blue eyes justice But from the cheers, I'd say the fellas love it Even if no one knows why Brandy does this."
    Posted by heroineyes on "12:37 Brandy [spills all over me]" by Dejected_Worth
  • "i say that because you use the styles well, but scitter-scatter... i would have enjoyed 4 different poems with one stanza better than 4 stanzas in one poem...i like to see/hear/experience the suspense/progression... "
    Posted by heroineyes on "12:37 Brandy [spills all over me]" by Dejected_Worth
  • "i really liked... but i feel you wanted to say more with less...which made me feel this was a tad wordy... too much good stuff in one venue... you don't buy a girl a diamond ring on the first date ... if that makes sense..."
    Posted by heroineyes on "12:37 Brandy [spills all over me]" by Dejected_Worth
  • "These lyrics are so insanely awesome. Why do I love the parts about Bobby and the cigarettes so much? It doesn't matter, loved the whole thing. Took me a while to figure out how to bookmark it, but I did. Thank you for sharing your art"
    Posted by Unknown on "Sundays in November (lyrics)" by Dejected_Worth
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